The Mystic's Walk

I dream, I dream I join you in the mystic's walk. The mist of contemplation is all around us as we delight in revelation which goes deeper than what is seen by our natural eyes, our souls never die and our Great Lord walks with us patiently, often silently until we can't stand it anymore, explain it anymore as to what we see. As an artist loves to show off his canvas, or an inventor his inventions, an author his writings; He reveals more of His unending creations to us because He likes to share everything with those of us who have listening ears. From the brightness of the light, to the gentle russeling of the leaves; was it a slight breeze? or was it Him as His robe brushed up lightly against some of the low level branches? S.E. Clark